| Happiness Happiness is... Walking the dog on a hot summer day, Counting down the hours until school ends, Watching the show that fills your heart with joy, Chatting with strangers through a box on your desk, Talking with friends over dinner or at a party, Writing stories with characters who are based on real people, Traveling to other places, Experiencing things that you�ve never done before, Really understanding who your family is, Opening yourself up to extreme possibilities, Riding your bike through a brilliant sunset, Watching movies that make you cry, Being with friends that make you laugh, Dribbling the ball down the field, And then hearing it hit the back of the net, Listening to music in a place unknown to others, Producing a sweet sound after learning a new language, Being what you've always wanted to be, Doing what you like to do Happiness is love |
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| Purple A color found in nature, Only on a specific few, Shades turning from light to dark, Mixing to make one, Flowers encase its luscious beauty, The bright color shown off after a beautiful rain, A long strip of color making up its form, Material objects made by the brilliant color, Dyed to make them better, Various fruits take on the color, Plums and grapes show off their skins, High in the sky the sun sets, Shining off its multiple colors, Displaying the many shades, As beautiful as exotic plants, Expressing feelings like words on a page, Colors show creatures from other worlds, Colors that make new pictures, The world is painted with colors, Reds, blues, greens, and purple |
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| Life A new birth coming from an old death, Leaving your heart yearning for more, Your mind longing for a new puzzle, A new conspiracy though the old was never solved, Questions that have yet to be asked though already answered, Hearts coming together as one, Views and values different in nature yet similar in meaning, Untouchable minds that are still impressionable, Words that are spoken though never absorbed, Strong will broken and integrity tested, The good and the bad mix leaving no line to define them, Persons with the same goals kill for different reasons, Harsh words are remembered while compliments are forgotten, Eyes that look in different directions see only one thing, You hear everything but at the same time only what you want, Small places grow larger as they enclose in on you, A place where you want to escape from but can�t leave, Creatures of different kinds yearn for only one thing, Love that�s always been there never speaks, Promises that are made may be broken but never forgotten, Crimes that are committed are punishable but never justified, Opposite views must learn to see the same, Broken dreams that are never completely shattered, People falter but aren�t allowed to make mistakes, Dust settles over memories that are never forgotten, Bodies are buried but their souls remain, Cities fall and then are rebuilt, Heroes die but their names live in infamy, The end comes but the story never really began, A new birth that eventually must die |
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| Coffin A box where I lie, The exterior as solid as rock, The interior as soft as cotton, My soul rises from it, And I free myself from all problems, Seeing through it to the outside, As patches of black slowly walk away, Flower petals fall silently to the ground, As darkness surrounds me I feel myself falling, A beating drum pounds as I see no more |
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| Weapon A weapon that cuts through the soul, The makes blood run cold, An object that�s both dangerous and intriguing, Used to destroy that which is living, Suffering and death, Given to those of whom it�s used against, The idea of killing, Brought to those who possess it, A life that goes on no more, A last breath taken, Final words said, A weapon that cuts through the soul |
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